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REJOICE, believer, in the Lord, Who makes your cause His own; The hope that’s built upon His Word Can ne’er be overthrown. |
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2 | Though many foes beset your road, And feeble is your arm, Your life is hid with Christ in God, Beyond the reach of harm. |
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3 | Weak as you are, you shall not faint, Or fainting, shall not die; Jesus, the strength of every saint, Will aid you from on high. |
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4 | Though sometimes unperceived by sense, Faith sees Him always near, A guide, a glory, a defence: Then what have you to fear? |
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5 | As surely as He overcame, And triumphed once for you, So surely you that love His name Shall triumph in Him too. |
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John Newton, 1725-1807 |